..”“Even by accident? Say you’re in a public bathroom, pissing in a urinal, and a crazy kid comes running in, accidentally runs into your stream..., and you blast his snotty little face with your golden bladder juice. Fucking next thing you know, you’re in jail, getting shanked, getting your cheeks busted by a tatted-up Aryan Brotherhood gang member. Fuck...”“I’m using the stall from now on...”“Or did the piss originate from above? A balcony shooter. A roof shooter.”“The Oswald of Piss...”“A. "Don't you keep your doorlocked so I don't look at your diary or something?" I lock it so you'll stop wearing my clothes and messing them up." Loisglared. "I don't know how you do it, but you got in my room." Prove it." Paul challenged.Lois just continued to glare as she left the room. "Keep your hands ofmy new sweater. I'm wearing it on my date tomorrow night." Whatever." Paul said with little concern.On Friday night Tom answered the door to see Lois all smiles. "Lois!" Hey, Tom," smiled Lois.. ..”“Correct. I’m on spring break.” He replied easily, marvelling how she knew this, as they didn’t really speak apart from the odd facebook message. “Come on in, I’d love to join you, but you might have to wait half an hour whilst I get ready, is that ok?” “Anything you would like me to do is ok” He replied.She looked at him with lust sodden eyes, hair - and pussy – dripping wet and stepped aside to let him in. She noticed his erection, because she couldn’t miss it. He was not a small boy in. I said, "Open your eyes and sit cross-legged on the bed." She did not say anything but did as told. I moved slowly towards her and sat on the bed next to her. She turned towards me and I just kept looking at her eyes and unconsciously, I lost myself in them. I leaned forward and kissed her eyelids: each one twice. I still felt unsatisfied: I leaned forwards again and kissed her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks, her lower jaw from ear to chin to ear, her neck. She began breathing heavily and.